As a powerful figure and leader among the nerubians, the Crypt Lord before them was not a legendary creature, but he still stood at the pinnacle of mortal beings.
To the nerubians, he was like an elite human warrior among ordinary soldiers.
On top of that, he possessed a physique and innate qualities far beyond those of humans.
With a single slash of those claws, even the strongest warrior would not dare take it head-on.
With Antonidas's frail body, if he were struck, he would be cleanly cut in two.
Yet faced with the howling strike above his head, which seemed capable of splitting anything apart, the old man appeared completely unaware.
He allowed the Crypt Lord's claws to slash down, cutting him into...
Fragments?
That was right.
Beneath those claws, the Archmage was not split in half in a bloody mess as expected.
Instead, his entire body seemed like an illusion. It was shattered by that strike, then dissolved into specks of light.
"Chitter chitter chitter?"
The Crypt Lord himself found the sight strange.
He could clearly feel that his strike had not connected. It was as though he had cut through empty air.
What had happened?
On his back, Kel'Thuzad snorted and provided the answer.
"It was Mirror Image. Just as expected of you, old man..."
His gaze swept back and forth across the battlefield before quickly locking onto a corner of it.
"Stop hiding, old man. I've already found you."
As he spoke, he waved a hand.
[Death Coil]
A black skull wreathed in the aura of death shot toward that direction.
Then, as though it had struck some invisible wall—
It exploded,
And dispersed.
At the same time, a figure appeared from the void where Death Coil had struck.
He looked identical to the phantom from